Monday, June 21, 2010

I felt slightly sheepish after I read that this person here loves drawing and draws everyday. And then there is Pencil Jam goading me. What was I waiting for? So instead of stressing, fretting and being grouchy, I drew.

Saturday, June 19, 2010

I filled a large bowl with chopped chicken liver and took it into the jungle. And then I loaded my Black and White bullets and lay in wait as quietly as possible, pretending to read a book. I wasn’t disappointed. Slowly at the far end of the jungle, there was a rustle amid a thick clump of ferns. The fronds parted and a Tiger emerged. She stealthily made her way towards the chicken liver and quick as a flash gobbled it down. Then she lay down, stretched herself and closed her eyes. And that’s when I shot her!

But here is the terrifying part!

When I least expected it, the Tiger opened her eyes and snaaaarrrrled!

I scooted from the scene within seconds of being mauled! You see how dangerous it is to shoot Tigers? But I risked it just for you, my dear blog readers. I bravely risked my life and shot a Tiger to bring you yet another adventure under The Plum Tree!

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

My grandmother always carried Cosmos seeds on her person like she did her snuff box. Where ever she went, who ever she met, if there was some earth present in the scene, even in a pot, then the Cosmos seeds were doled out with the same solemnity used to take a pinch of snuff before it went up the nose – a careful drawing together of the thumb and forefinger so that just the right amount was gathered between them. When grandmother gave, recipients did as instructed so that plants would shoot up and flowers would splash out their myriad hues of glorious colour. Thus my grandmother left a trail of colourful Cosmos behind her the way some women leave a whiff of memorable perfume as they drift out of a room.